Boss Sun looked up at him. The drunkenness on his face all but vanished, his eyes shone with malicious intent. Xu Ling was sharp, noticing a fierce-looking short knife hidden under his robe.

Xu Ling suddenly stood up and said, "Your Highness!"

The accountant, waiters, and the people originally dozing off in the restaurant all stood up, each with sharp and bright eyes, their waists seemed to have weapons; all were martial artists.

The two guards of the Black Iron Camp blocked the door, one on the left and one on the right; Xu Ling unconsciously tightened his hand around a sword he kept for self-defence.

Chang Geng put the bottle gently on the table, making a clicking sound: "On the way here, I was thinking, where could one hide this many refugees? The worst-case scenario is that Yang Rong Gui has gone completely mad that he gathered all the refugees together under the name of the epidemic and killed them all in a pit."

Boss Sun grinned fiercely and said, "Your Highness Yan Wang truly understands the minds of the dog officers under your command, worthy of being the leader of all dog officers."

"The leader of all dog officers is my elder brother, not me," Chang Geng said lightly, "but even if Yang Rong Gui was any more insane, if he really forcibly expels and kills the refugees, there will soon be rebels everywhere. It is impossible not to alarm the garrison of Jiangbei nearby."

Boss Sun gave him a cold look: "Yang Rong Gui declared that the villages to settle the refugees had been built. They run along the hill. He wanted to take the refugees there to open up the wasteland, start farming, and settle down slowly, then send people to register and issue a number plate to each refugee and distribute them to different villages by the plate. How to distribute land and collect rent were stated clearly. They also allowed a group of refugees to choose their own leader. If you don't want to go, from now on, you can do as you please on your own, there will be no more porridge to receive outside Yangzhou City — sick people will be separated from each other and isolated to another area. Doctors will provide the medicine, every doctor of Yangzhou City will be there that day."

If someone were to come from the pugilist world, more or less involved with some factions, whether it be legal or illegal, there would always be a place for them to go to. Most of those who became refugees were honest and poor people. Their lifelong wish was to have peace, a roof over their heads, and food on the table. As long as they could live, and their lives could be improved for the better every day and have hope for the future, they would never cause trouble.